In fact it was much more the opposite. It was a peculiar sequence of dreamscape that led to this exhilarating finale, so I’ll start at the beginning...and recount as much as I can remember. The setting was a winding, metal staircase in the middle of an empty, industrial building. There was no floor and no ceiling, the stairway spiraled into a vanishing point in both directions. I can’t exactly remember, but I think the walls might have been decorated or adorned. For some reason I recall a lamp. A man’s voice calls from outside “Janice, are you there?”Janice whispers “That’s my manager. Hurry, hide under the desk.” He knocks again. Shannon scoots under the desk. Janice manages to re-button just the middle button on the blouse. She sits in her chair and moves the box and catalog to the floor behind the desk as the door opens and a man enters. Janice leans over so it’s difficult to see that her lower buttons are unbuttoned. She makes unwavering eye contact, hoping he won’t look around. My big thick cock." He then spread the ass cheeks and found my round bud. He ran his finger all around it before he started to lick it. His tongue on the hole to my ass made me want to fuck the world. i wanted his cock in my ass so bad. His tongue felt so good. He licked and sucked my hole before he pushed a finger inside it. Now that felt so good and I started to cum. "Yes, you like that don't you. You want your ass fucked and don't care if it is a tongue or finger or a huge cock." He was. Suddenly I noted that the two girls were then working on the same rose bush together. What’s more they were holding hands, one pulling the dead rose heads and the other taking them from her and dropping them into the basket. At almost the same moment I realised that I could hear Margery talking to someone — probably her new man – on the telephone in the bedroom. The windows being open because it was a warm day. I couldn’t hear what she was saying to him, but knowing that children’s hearing is.